bail denied

bail denied 

lying in the morgue,

my poem pronounced dead on arrival

death by pen

the author arrested for vagrancy

and attempted wit, withheld now for evidence

the detectives read between the lines for clues

the poet sitting behind bars of blue

colors of a mind processing sentence

thematically visited by his muse

she procures a defense for his release

an insane rain of inspiration

or maybe just a pick

for the lock in his brain


erin-cilberto
5/2/16

Reviews

[Mark]

Nicely penned Jacob. Clever! Perhaps your muse can get you time off for good behavior!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

not sure my behavior's been good enough for that, Mark...:)))

but thank you...

j

[V]

Interesting and inspirational piece of poetry. The images are powerful and my taste in writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Vanessa.
j.